A water bearer in India had two large pots, hung on each end of a pole
which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, and while
the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water at the
end of the long walk from the stream to the master's house, the cracked pot arrived
only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer
delivering only one and a half pots of water to his master's house. Of course,
the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect to the end for which
it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and
miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to
After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke
to the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, and I
want to apologize to you." "Why?" asked the bearer. "What are you ashamed
"I have been able, for these past two years, to deliver only half
my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back
to your master's house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work,
and you don't get full value from your efforts," the pot said.
bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion he said, "As
we return to the master's house, I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along
Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot took
notice of the sun warming the beautiful wild flowers on the side of the path,
and this cheered it some. But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad because
it had leaked out half its load, and so again it apologized to the bearer for
The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were
flowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? That's
because I have always known about your flaw, and I took advantage of it. I planted
flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back from the
stream, you've watered them.
For two years I have been able to pick these
beautiful flowers to decorate my master's table. Without you being just the way
you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house."
Each of us
has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots. But if we will allow it, the
Lord will use our flaws to grace His Father's table.
In God's great economy,
nothing goes to waste. As God calls you to the tasks He has appointed for you,
don't be afraid of your flaws. Acknowledge them, and allow Him to take advantage
of them, and you, too, can be the cause of beauty in His pathway.